Xiuxian first lady

Chapter 34 - You are stealing from me again

Chen Qingcheng's injuries were really serious this time, he vomited blood continuously, and finally fell into a coma.

Everyone couldn't care about anything else, so they temporarily sent him to the Lotus Cave behind the Zhenyuan Palace to rest.This is the head's daily residence, Qinghe Tong'er is indispensable to serve, it makes everyone feel at ease.

But the four Tianzong families in the Northwest had already arrived, and the ceremony still had to be held, so Master Qingping left in a hurry after he settled down with him.

Bai Xiaoxiao became the only disciple who was able to slip away during the ceremony.

She was holding the Jueming Sword before, and when Chen Qingcheng had an attack, she rushed forward to support him. The heads of several Tianzong sects all saw her and thought she was Chen Qingcheng's new disciple.But Daoist Qingping and Biyou Yuanjun knew her details, so she was able to stay by Chen Qingcheng's side, so she was a little more relieved, so she was allowed to go.

Bai Xiaoxiao looked at Chen Qingcheng who was lying quietly on the couch, and couldn't help sighing.

When this man was in a coma, he couldn't really tell what kind of cultivator he was. If it wasn't for the vicissitudes added to his white hair, he would have looked like a mortal gentleman who would throw fruit carts when he was out on a trip, and be watched and killed by a young lady.

All of a sudden, it was like going back to the night in the forest hut, she had just traveled over, and he had returned from the sky-replenishing formation by chance, with a weak vitality.

Due to her sense of responsibility, she couldn't help but not care about him.

Now less than a month has passed, many things have changed, but the matter of her taking care of him, not only has not changed, but it has become a habit, and it has become a kind of bondage that cannot be let go if you don't do it.

What good is it for this person to practice such a skill, become the headmaster of the Tianwen Sword Sect, No. 1 in the way of cultivating immortals?It's not the weather vane cliff shore, the heights are too cold!
Not to mention, is it true that he was the only one who could drive the sky-replenishing formation in the sky-cracking disaster 60 years ago?
It's not because he is so arrogant among his peers, he takes advantage of the situation and puts him on the top, so that he has nowhere to unload this burden even if he wants to.

You are the No.1 cultivator!If you don’t save the world, who will save the world?
He really saved the world, but not many people thought of him well. Instead, he made trouble, and more people wanted to step on this seriously injured and disabled body to climb to a higher place.

What the hell!

Just as he was thinking about it a little angrily, the cold voice suddenly sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness: "That's not the case."

"What's not..." Bai Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that there was another person here, and her complaints fell into his ears again.But this time it’s not a bad word about him, so there’s nothing guilty about it, “Didn’t you hear it just now? People from Wanli Mountain don’t mention it, and even their own little disciples want to criticize you, so don’t you—”

"It doesn't matter." The man seemed to really not care, and he didn't even explain it. After a pause, he said, "'He' is indeed duty-bound to mend the sky."

"He..." Bai Xiaoxiao was very helpless, "Your real knowledge is separated, so you are two people with this deity?"

Chen Qingcheng's true knowledge did not answer, but there was a wave of fluctuation in the sea of ​​knowledge, which seemed to be some feelings that he did not want to fake.

For a moment, Bai Xiaoxiao seemed to have returned to that dream, seeing the clear and transparent bottom of the lake.

……yes!It was "he", Chen Qingcheng's true self, who went to mend the sky, but this ray of true knowledge was just silently guarding the seal of the Jueming Sword at the bottom of the lake.

Speaking of the Jueming Sword——

"By the way, where is the sword? Where did I throw the sword?"

This level of hindsight made even the always stern Dean Chen show a little powerlessness.

"I took it."

"Oh, you just keep it, anyway, you are the one who controls the sword, but I—" Bai Xiaoxiao said halfway, and suddenly realized something, "Wait! Where did you put the sword? It can't be... not……"

"--It's on you."

Well, sure enough.

If someone else were to say that I hid some magic weapon on you, you probably wouldn't be able to escape the word "obscene".

However, this is what Dean Chen said.

Can you still get angry with him? ...

Bai Xiaoxiao only felt that this person in the sea of ​​knowledge, for some reason, had a more "thorny" temperament than the real deity, and just didn't want to talk to him, just happened to see Chen Qingcheng who was on the couch slowly opened his eyes.

"Don't move, don't move!" As she spoke, she quickly stepped forward and helped Chen Qingcheng sit up.

During this period of time getting along day and night, I also gained a lot of experience in taking care of this person.For example, if he said what he said just a step later, to ensure that Chen Qingcheng would not wait for her, he performed the puppet technique himself.

Stubborn as hell!

Bai Xiaoxiao complained in her heart, but she called He Tong'er to come and put cushions on the couch to make him more comfortable.

A series of footsteps came in, it was the leaders of Tianzong who had finished the ceremony and came back to visit.

Bai Xiaoxiao turned around and saluted, before she raised her eyes, she heard Du Hengjun of Narcissus Palace laughing like a silver bell: "This little girl is beautiful in the mountains and forests, she must be the incarnation of a plant spirit, and she is the new disciple of Daoist Beichen? "

Ever since she wielded a sword on behalf of Chen Qingcheng, she knew that others would inevitably speculate like this.But when I asked the question, I didn't know how to answer it.

Chen Qingcheng replied indifferently: "Yes."

"no!"

No one expected that the one who spoke at the same time as Chen Qingcheng, but loudly denied it, was actually the master Qingping.

This is interesting.

It's just a young disciple who practiced in a demon body, why do the two leaders still have two answers?

Du Hengjun stared at the two arguing verbally with great interest.

Master Qingping became angry regardless, with puffed cheeks, staring at Chen Qingcheng with a pair of black eyes, quite resentfully: "I said I wouldn't grab it, but you snatched it from me again!"

"Rob"?
Du Hengjun seemed to understand, and he chuckled and said, "Let me just say, how did this little girl worship Master Beichen for Qingping's way of being the head of the sect? Little girl, if you listen to me, since Qingping is the head of the sect... If you want to, you might as well join his sect instead. Be a good girl, don’t go and learn from Master Beichen, you won’t even be able to find a Taoist companion in the future!”

She was quite tall, and she couldn't help but half-bent when talking to Bai Xiaoxiao, and leaned forward, very kindly.

Bai Xiaoxiao only saw that plump breasts were almost close to her eyes, so she hurriedly said haha, and took a step back calmly.

But I also know that this hot female palace mistress is just joking, if she is not very familiar with the leaders of Tianwen Mountain, she will not gossip about the matter of accepting disciples.

Master Qingping felt a sense of bosom friend, and Xu Xu complained again, it was nothing more than old trifles like "the last time he picked up a cat, he snatched it from me".It's just that he looks like a boy, and he is especially cute when he is angry, so everyone suppressed their laughter and persuaded him half-truthfully for a long time.

Although it was some gossip, Bai Xiaoxiao couldn't get in the way on this occasion, so she quietly took another step back and stood behind Chen Qingcheng to watch him.

Just by chance, when he saw that Bi You Yuanjun didn't talk to others, but looked over with cold eyes, he couldn't help shivering.

(End of this chapter)